Chapter 32

Asif ... Happily Swinging

Our day started with breakfast. Our Cabana was next to where Christian and Chelsea stayed. The four of us had breakfast outside on the porch. Soroya and I were getting along. I didn’t feel the distance between us. We were having those deep conversations and the playful ones again. Seeing Christian with Chelsea reminded me that relationships take work. You have to be committed to loving each other.

Soroya and Chelsea were getting along. Chelsea had an interest in learning about different cultures. And Soroya was an intellectual and loved to teach. Chelsea was a great listener and Soroya loved to talk.

Chelsea wanted to know everything about Iranian culture and how I, a man of Spanish and Arabic descent end up with an Iranian woman. It was simple. We met in college.

Soroya was strikingly beautiful even with her hijab, I could tell the woman was gorgeous. Her eyes were a bedazzled color of soft brown and light green. They pulled me in and her voice was sultry. It was perfect for her wanting to be a journalist and work on a podcast or national television.

“Looks like our women get along,” said Christian smiling.

“They do.”

“Babe, we should plan a trip to the Smokey Mountains in October,” suggested Chelsea to Christian.

“That sounds good but my brother’s wedding is in November. It would have to be early in October.”

Soroya smiled, “Yes, early October. I heard of a great place in the mountains in Gatlinburg and we can go to Dollywood too.”

“Sounds good,” I added. It would be our first couple’s trip.

Our day consisted of kayaking. Chelsea had fallen in love with the activity the first time we showed her and there she was in a two-person kayak showing Soroya how to do it. It was a sign of many beautiful things to come. Suddenly I had hopes beyond the present moment. I saw the life of the four of us being friends for a lifetime.

Our kids would be friends. We would visit each other on the holidays. We’d be at each other’s weddings. We would have more than the island. The island was just the beginning.

That night, we did some swinging. After all, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I loved the idea of being with Chelsea. I knew Christian enjoyed being with Soroya.

So there we were on the sofa in the cabana as Chelsea rode me hard and Soroya rode my friend with enthusiasm.

I especially loved sucking on Chelsea’s nipples. I’d French kiss them slowly as she rode me. She loved it. I could feel her body quake and quiver.

My favorite part of the night was watching Chelsea lick Soraya’s pussy as I fucked Chelsea from behind. Christian had his cock in Soroya’s mouth. We were all busy pleasing one another.

Christian and I unloaded at the same time. As I filled his woman’s center with cum; he loaded my woman’s mouth with his. It was a wonderful night. One I’d never forget and one I’d long to indulge in again.